songs: the alphonse mambo, the mountain goats; london, she and him; apology song, the decemberists; store, the mountain goats; dimming of the day, lily and madeleine.
June 10, 2013
kurt vonnegut’s daily routine
“To an unmoored, middle-aged man like myself, it was heart-breaking. That’s all right. I like to have my heart broken.”
(more here.)
June 8, 2013
on good writing versus talented writing
“Good writing is clear. Talented writing is energetic. Good writing avoids errors. Talented writing makes things happen in the reader’s mind — vividly, forcefully — that good writing, which stops with clarity and logic, doesn’t.” (HP Lovecraft)
June 3, 2013
rewind
(los angeles from the sky, photo by me.)
songs: darlin’, josh ritter; ashes like snow, lily kershaw; waiting for the bus, the violent femmes; lovecraft in brooklyn, the mountain goats; sorrow, the national; starting square, lucy wainwright roche; words cannot describe, mirah; hold me, thrill me, kiss me, she and him.
May 31, 2013
deborah moggach’s rules for writing
(The Queen of Broken Hearts. My photo.)
“Don’t panic or be afraid; you and your characters are in it together. Trust them to come to your rescue.”
More here.
May 31, 2013
some advice for graduates from two sociologists
“One of the hardest ways to be wrong involves saying something that is inadvertently prejudicial. When someone points out that something we said or did was racist, sexist, ableist, homophobic, classist or otherwise, we often feel attacked. Remember, though, that if someone bothers to engage with you on this kind of issue, it means they think you’re worth it. It’s really easy to write someone off as racist; it’s much harder to start a dialogue on the issue. If they do the latter, it’s because they’ve decided that you’re a good person who’s worth their time and energy. So instead of launching into an explanation for why and how you can’t possibly be prejudiced, ask “Can you tell me what you mean?” and listen listen listen.”
May 27, 2013
infidelity
farmer’s market, donut peaches, avocados, museum of strangeness, radical people full of radical love. tired and relentlessly sad. I am cheating on New York right now, I have been all week. I am not done with this place. I want more of it, I want to take it with me.
hollywood
light
May 26, 2013
saturday
(photo by me)
Sunburn. Escorted at clinic downtown this morning and afternoon. A small family gripped each other’s hands as they walked past through the crowd of antis praying loudly. This is a city full of strange, nonsensical beauty.
